Ru
Ru can't help but crack a grin at the comment he makes, because it's unfortunately true. "Perhaps they save all their brain for those moments, and merely turn it off in the interim." Tilting her chin at the fuzzy little chicks on the beach, looking rather bedraggled with the wind coming off the bay, Hotaru neatly holds her hands in front of herself. "They're called ningos. Good for meat, and their feathers have wonderful insulation properties. Useless for...nearly anything else, aside from making a racket when a predator is around." Usually because they themselves were being hunted, but still, she could give them that small point of usefulness.
Admiring the stone he pulls out from seemingly nowhere, Ru ventures closer, until the seafoam is tickling at her shoes. "There's plenty in the bay, it's one of the few places the waves can wash in in Halo. I can help you look?" She doesn't have much magic to help in the way of the hunt itself, but her Attuned shifts would certainly do the trick. Letting her hawk eyes half-shift into existence, pupils slitting and bleeding gold, she glances down the beach both ways before pointing to her right. "From what I can tell there's more in that direction than the other."
Admiring the stone he pulls out from seemingly nowhere, Ru ventures closer, until the seafoam is tickling at her shoes. "There's plenty in the bay, it's one of the few places the waves can wash in in Halo. I can help you look?" She doesn't have much magic to help in the way of the hunt itself, but her Attuned shifts would certainly do the trick. Letting her hawk eyes half-shift into existence, pupils slitting and bleeding gold, she glances down the beach both ways before pointing to her right. "From what I can tell there's more in that direction than the other."
your hands can heal, your hands can bruise
I don’t have a choice but I’d still choose you
I don’t have a choice but I’d still choose you
